Loose Poem by Christopher Tye

Loose

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Loose

Loose change in my pocket,
Old floorboards becoming loose,
Old windows rattling in the wind,
Sweets from the pick and mix stand,
Even muscles becoming loose with old age.

By Christopher Tye

Friday, July 15, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: loose
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 15 July 2016

Growing old. Thanks for sharing.

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Christopher Tye

Christopher Tye

Lincolnshire, England
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